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AMERICAN DRAMA. 



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No. LXXXIV, 



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IRISH TIGER; 



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BY 



JOHN MADISON MORTON, ESQ 

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THE IRISH TIGER. 



SCENE. 

A handsomely furnished Apartment at Alderman Marrowfat's. Large 
folding doors, c. which when open, shows a dining room beyond, and 
table laid for dinner. Window, 2 e. r. h. Door, .3 E. R. h. leading 
to a Conservatory. Door, 2 e. l. fi. 

Enter Marrowfat, followed by Julia and Nancy, from r. l e. 

Mar. Pooh — nonsense I I tell you it's nothing but prejudice, and 
I'm above it. 

Jul, Well, but my dear papa, you must confess 

Mar. I tell you I won't confess anything. Yes, I will — I confess 
that when I take up a newspaper, and see an advertisement for a 
servant winding up with " No Irish need apply," I immediately find 
myself worked up into a state of indignation. 

Jul. But your own experience, papa 

Nan. Yes, sir : your own experience, sir. 

Jul. Wasn't our last coachman an Irishman, and didn't he break 
the horses' knees ? 

Nan. And nearly broke your neck into the bargain. And wasn't 
your last cook an Irishman? Did she ever send up a dinner thai 
wasn't a shame to be seen? Wasn't there always sure to be som* 
blunder or other ? Didn't she, at your last birthday dinner party, 
actually boil the saddle of mutton, and roast the pickled pork ? 

Mar. Well, and pray, Mistress Nancy, are you immaculate ? 

Nan. I don't exactly know what that means, but perhaps I'm not. 

Mar. I mean, do you never do anything wrong ? Didn't you in 
my last batch of shirts 

Nan. Oh, sir — [Hiding her face"] what a dreadful habit you ve got 
9? calling things by their proper names, to be sure ! 

Mar. Pshaw ! I repeat— didn't you in my last new batch of— — 

Nan, Under clothing, if you please, sir. 

Mar. Under clothing ! Didn t you forget all the button holes ? 

Kan. Oh, but that was only a mistake, not a blunder 



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Costume.— The Irish Tig**. 



SIR CHARLES LAVENDER — Livery frock coat, blue and white 
striped livery waistcoat, white leather breeches. 

ALDERMAN MARROWFAT— Brown body coat, gilt buttons, grey 
trousers and flowered double breasted waistcoat. 

Mr. BILBERRY — Brown dress coat, double breasted green velvet 
waistcoat, black trousers. 

PADDY RYAN — Holland strapping jacket, black and white striped 
livery waistcoat, leather breeches, top boots and brown fur cap. 

JOHN and other SERVANT — Drab pigeon breasted livery co&* and 
scarlet waistcoat, blue plush breeches. 

JULIA — White muslin dress. 

NANCY — Blue striped rau»Un dress and black silk apron. 



THE IRISH TIGER. O 

Mar. I tell you it was a blunder, and no mistake. However, it's 
no nee arguing, the thing's done. The advertisement is in the paper, 
and I've no doubt before the day's over, I shall have my Irish tiger. 

Nan. And a pretty wild beast he'll be, I'll be bound 1 

Enter Bilberry, with an open newspaper in his hand, b. 

Bit. [ Walks up to Marrowfat, and puts the newspaper close to hi* 
nose.) Brother Marrowfat, is this your doing? "Marrowfat Villa. 
Wanted an Irish Tiger" ^ 

Mar. Yes, brother Bilberry, it is. 

Bil. Then, brother Marrowfat, you are an old simpleton. 

Mar. And you, brother Bilberry, are an old stupid, prejudiced 
blockhead ! 

Bil. Steady, Marrowfat, steady. But perhaps you've had no ex- 
perience of Irish servants? 

Jul. On the contrary : papa has had experience. 

Nan. Yes, Mr. Bilberry. Ask master who roasted the pickle 
pork ? 

Mar. Silence, every one of you, and listen to me. 

Bil. Listen to me first. I tell you, brother Marrowfat, you'll re- 
pent it. I never had but one Paddy. I agreed to give him ten 
pounds a year, but owing to his infernal blunders, I kicked him out 
of doors at the end of a fortnight, and I calculated that the young 
gentleman cost me rather more than twenty-three pounds, fifteen and 
eightpence half-penny a day 1 Damn the fellow : it puts me in a 
fever to talk about him. 

Mar. Then let's talk about something else. 

Bil. With all my heart. First and foremost, when am I likely to 
have a nephew — you a son-in-law — and you a husband ? 

Jul. [Pushes Bilberry.] La, uncle ! 

Nan. [Pushing him.'] La, Mr. Bilberry ! 

Bil. In other words, I want to know whether the intended match 
between Julia Marrowfat, of Marrowfat Villa, Middlesex, spinster,' and 
Sir Charles Lavender, of Lavender Park, Lincoln, baronet, still holds 
good, and when it is likely to come off ? 

Mar. Of course the match holds good. What a ridiculous ques- 
tion. 

Jul. How very absurd ! 

Nan. Foolish to a degree I 

Bil. Hold your tongue ! [To Nancy. 

Mar. You know as well as I do, brother Bilberry, that Sir Charles 
cheerfully consented to fulfil the last wish of his good old father, and 
my good old friend, the late baronet— -namely, to convert Julia Mar- 
rowfat into Lady Lavender. 

Bil. Yes ; but that was some years ago : the young man may hava 
changed his mind. 

Mar Brother Bilberry, you are getting unpleasant 

Jul. Very disagreeable ! 

Nan. Quite disgusting ! 

Bil. Hold your tongue. There would be nothing so very odd, aftei 



6 THE IRISH TIGER. 

all, if he did change his mind. Ton forget he has never seen Julia ; and 
he mayn't fancy her when he does see her. 

Mar. Not fancy^ my Julia ? that's impossible ! 

Jul. Oh, quite impossible! 

Nan. Utterly preposterous ! 

Bil. Zounds, will you — {Threatens !Nanct.] Ha, ha ! Well, then, as I 
said before, when is the match likely to come off? I ordered a new 
blue coat and brass buttons for the occasion, two months ago, and as I 
think it's rather becoming, I want to put it on. 

Mar. Of that you shall judge yourself: here's a letter I received yes- 
terday from Sir Charles Lavender's uncle, my old friend, Omnium, the 
banker. Listen : [Beads.] " Dear Marrowfat — I write in great haste 
to inform you that my nephew, Sir Charles, has just returned from his 
long continental tour, as his presence is absolutely necessary at Laven- 
der Park. It may possibly be a day or two before you see him arrive 
' on the wings of love' at Marrowfat Villa. Hoping soon to drink health 
and happiness to the bride and bridegroom. Believe me, <fec, <fcc. 
Peter Omnium." There, brother Bilberry, you see we may expect 
our young baronet every hour. 

Bil. Well, when he does come, I hope he'll turn out a good sample 
but recollect brother Marrowfat, as I promised to provide half Julia's 
wedding portion, I won't have her marry the chap if she doesn't like 
him. 

Jnl. But she will like the chap ! 

Nan. She'll adore the chap ! 

Mar. Of course: so let's join our good neighbors, in the drawing- 
room whom I've invited for the express purpose of introducing them 
to my future son-in-law. 

Mil. Come along — [Going. 

Enter John, e. d. with a Letter. 

John [To Maeeowfat.] Please, sir, one of Mr. Omnium's men, on 
one of Mr. Omnium's horses, has just brought this letter from Mr. 
Omnium to Alderman Marrowfat [Gives a letter. 

Mar. Then give Mr. Omnium's man, on Mr. Omnium's horse, a jug 
of Alderman Marrowfat's strong Omnium ale. 

John. Yes, sir. Exit (e. d.) 

Mar. What can have induced Omnium to write again 60 soon, I 
wonder? " Alderman Maeeowfat. Immediate!" Now for it. 
[Opens letter arid reads'] " Dear Marrowfat, I had scarcely despatched 
my letter to you, yesterday, when my nephew, Sir Charles, drove up 
to my door, skipped up stairs three steps at a time, seized me in his 
arms, and hugged me till I was nearly smothered." 

Nan. [Aside.] ' If that's his style, I'll take care to be in his way, 
quite by accident, when he arrives. 

Bil. Hugging! ugh! A parcel of foreign foolery. I hate hug- 
ging- 

Nan. It's a matter of taste, Mr. Bilberry — /don't! 

Mar. [To Bilbekey aud IS"a>xy.] Tell me when you have done. 
[Beads.] "I have no hesitation in pronouncing Sir Charles to be a 



THE IRISH TIGER. 7 

genei •.<-*, high-minded, honourable young man, but, at the same Uiie, 
I mu U confess he has his faults." 

Bil. I thought as much. 

Mar. [Reads.] u In the first place, my dear Marrowfat, he is almost 
as obstinate as you are" 

Bil. [To him.] And you certainly are, by many degrees, the most 
pig-headed old man I ever met with. 

Mar. [Reads.] "And when he has once made his mind up to any 
thing, there is no moving him from his purpose." 

Jul. [Aside.] Then I hope he's made up his mind to marry me. 

Mar, [Reads.] " I therefore lose no time in communicating to you 
an extraordinary project that he has formed — namely, of convincing 
himself whether your daughter Julia really possesses those qualities 
of mind and person with which her family and friends have endowed 
her. With this intention he will present himself to you for the situa- 
tion of " Irish Tiger," which you have advertised as being vacant in 
your establishment— -but under what name I know not. Hoping 
you will consider this in the light of a harmless lover's frolic, and 
recommending our romantic young Paddy to your indulgence — I am, 
<fcc, <fec. 

Jul. Oh, papa, was there ever anything so delightfully romantic ? 

Bil. Was there ever anything so audaciously impertinent ? A con 
ceited young puppy! to presume to come here under false colors, and 
make a fool of my niece! 

Mar. Pshaw 1 nonsense ! For my part, I see no harm in it. 

Jul Nor I! 

Nan. Nor I ! 

Bil. Yery well — then as Fm in a minority, I've done. If you de 
rive any particular gratification from setting yourself up as a laugh- 
ing stock, /don't, so I'll be off! 

Mar. Nonsense ! stay where you are, and help us to make a laugh- 
ing stock of Sir Charles. 

Bil. I tell you I won't. I hate all such foolery, so, good bye. I 
say niece, if anything unpleasant happens, let me know directly — my 
place at Fulham, you know — ten minutes will do it. [To Marrow. 1 
Brother Marrowfat, when you want your Irish Tiger kicked out oi 
the house — which will be in about a quarter of an hour after he comes 
into it — send for me. Ugh ! stupid old creature ! [Exit r. d. 

Mar. [Aside.] Sulky old brute! Now then, to let our friends into 
the secret. Egad, thanks to old Omnium, we'll turn the tables on Sir 
Charles in grand style. 

Nan. Yes, we'll rather astonish the Irish Tiger. 

Jul. Nay, papa — if Sir Charles is to be teased and worried, as I'm 
to be his wife, the task clearly devolves upon me. 

Mar. No, no, it must be a general conspiracy. So, come along, 
Julia, [Ix>ud ring at gate bell] There's a ring at the gate bell ! 

Jul. Oh, papa, if it* should be he ! 

Enter John, r. d. 

John. Please sir, here's a young man below, as has come about th« 
Mtuation. 



8 THE IRISH TIGER. 

Jul. Oh dear, dear — how my heart beats I 

Mar. What's his name, John ? At least, what does he call him* 
self ? [ Winks aside to Julle. 

John. Don't know exactly, sir — Paddy something or other. 

Mar [Aside.] Capital 1 ha, ha ! And where is he, John ? 

John. I've just left him in the kitchen, sir, sitting a top of th* 
dresser. 

Mar. Delicious! 

Jul, [Aside to John.] John, is the young man good looking? 

John. Tin not much of a judge, miss. He's got a nose, and don't 
squint, and I must say I never seed a finer carrotty wig in all my 
life! 

Jul. [Aside.] I hope it is a wig! 

Mar. Well, John, shew him into the drawing-room — I mean send 
the young rascal in here. 

Johit. Yes, sir. [Calling.] Here, you young Paddy, come in. 

[Exit E. D. 

Mar. S"ow, Julia, as the enemy's in sight, egad, we've no time to 
lose* so let's join our friends up stairs, and prepare our little plot 
against Sir Charles. Nancy, you stop here and receive him — but, 
remember, don't let him imagine we suspect anything. 

Kan. I won't let the Cat out of the bag, depend on't. 

[A loud smash heard, r. H. 

Mar. He's begun. Ha, ha ! Excellent— famous — come along — — 
[Exeunt jl. 'pushing Julia out, who tries to look off, to see who is coming 

John. [ Without.] There- — you've gone and done it, clumsy. . 

Paddy. [ Without] Clumsy, is it ? why the devil did'nt you tell me 
the tay things was there \ 

Enter Paddy Hyan, b. d. with a large broken teapot in one hand, and a 
stick with a bundle hanging on it, over the other. 

Paddy. [Speaking off.] Ye needn't be after making such a shilla- 
ballo about it ! The crockery's not yours, so hold your stupid old 
tongue, and pick up the bits. Here's the tay pot ! [Flings it off, r. 
d.- — looks about him, without seeing JSancy.] Please your honor — the 
master's not here 1 [Very loud.] I hope you're not after changing 
your clothes on my account, sir — if ye are, take your time — don't 
hurry — I can make myself comfortable here till you can wait upon 
me. [Sits in a large arm chair, and jumps up again immediately.] 
What the devil's the matter with the chair ? there's something keeps 
bobbing up and down, inside the cushion. 

Nan. [Aside.] How well he does it, to be sure ! What clever chape 
these baronets are ! I declare it's as good as a play. That's an easy 
chair, young man. 

Paddy. Is it ? then for an aisy chair, it's a mighty difficult one to 
sit down upon! [Aside.] The young missuss's young woman, I sup- 
pose. Come here, my beautiful darling ! [Beckons her. 

Nan. [Aside.] " My beautiful darling 1" There's no mistaking a 
gentleman, though he is dressed up as a groom. 

Paddy. Don't be shy — sit down— perhaps ye'd like the aisy chair 



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Nan. No, I thank you Sir Ch — I mean Mr. Paddy. 

Paddy. That's my name, sure enough. Paddy Ryan, Esq., of KiJ- 
nbrallaghan, country Tip — and what might be your name \ 

Nan. Nancy. 

Paddy. Well, then, Nancy, darling — I suppose you guess as how 
Tm come here for the situation as wants filling up. 

Nan. Oh, yes, Sir Ch — Mr. Paddy. You mean the Irish Tiger's 
place ? 

Paddy. Of course. Now tell me, Nancy, darling — what kind of 
an old boy is the master — is he particular about a mistake or two ? 

Nan. Oh, dear, no — and I'm sure he won't mind your blunders. 

Paddy. Well, that's lucky — because mine are generally big ones. 
They've been the ruin of me, Nancy. It's always been my peculiar 
ill luck to take service with people as is particular about their pro- 
perty. 

Nan. You needn't be afraid on that point, Mr. Paddy: master 
won't mind such trifles. 

Paddy. Then bless his old good-looking countenance, however 
ugly it may be, he's a real friend to Ireland ! 

Nan. Indeed 1 I'm sure he has taken a fancy to you, already. 

Paddy. Be aisy now : how can that be ? he's never had the good 
fortune to look at me. Ah, I have it, maybe he was struck with my 
personal appearance as I came up the gravel walk. 

Nan. Yes ; and as for Miss Julia, you'll be quite a favorite with 
her. 

Paddy. That won't so much surprise me, for, by the powers, 
somehow or other, Paddy Ryan was always a devil among the petti- 
coats, och, bless 'em ! [Kisses far. 

Nan. [Aside. .] As he's a baronet, I suppose I must put up with 
it. Ugh ! how he smells of whiskey 1 here comes master. 

Paddy. [Looks off, l.] What, that fine old gentleman in the cauli- 
flower wig — and only an alderman — with such a [Puts his hand 

to his stomach.'] Bad luck te 'em as didn't make him Lord Mayor. 

Nan. Hush — here he comes. 

Enter Marrowfat, l. h. 

Mar. [Aside to her.] Well, Nancy? 

Nan. Oh, sir, he's so capitally disguised: brogue, whiskey, 
and all! 

Mar. Leave us! [Exit Nancy, l. h. Aside.] Now, then, my good 
Sir Charles Lavender, of Lavender Park, Lincoln, baronet, I'll see if 
I can't punish you for your marquerading frolic. [To Paddy, who 
ever since the Alderman's entrance, has kept up a continual succession 
of bows and scrapes.] Now, you young Irish bog-trotter, come here! 

[Puts his hat in the arm cJiair, 

Paddy [Coming down.] Here I am ! 

Mar. [Looks at him, and tfan aside.] If old Omnium had been aa 
dumb as an oyster on the subject, I should have known him at once 
from his likeness to his father, the late baronet What's your ra# 
«a-Uy name I 



10 THE IRISH TIGER. 

Paddy. Paddy Ryan. [Aside.] Bather f&tniliar, I think, con 
eidering it's the first time he's had the honor of being introduced 
tc me. 

Mar, You want to enter my service, eh ? 

Paddy. You may say that, sir, and not tell a lie either. 

Mar. [Aside,] What a capital brogue he has got. Where could 
he have picked it up f [Now, then, to business. What's your ag A t 

Paddy. What's what? 

Mar, What's your age ? 

Paddy. I'm not particular. 

Mar. [Aside.] Ha, ha ! Do you know a horse when you see one t 

Paddy, Don't I? I once had a jackass of my own. 

Mar. Did you ever drive a gig? 

Paddy. A gig ? no sir : but I've drove a pig. Maybe you think 
it aisy — did you ever try it ? 

Mar. [Aside.] He's made a regular study of the Irish character, 
that's quite clear : but I'll make him throw off the mask before I've 
done with him ! [Sits. ] ISow I'll put our baronet's pride to the test. 
Come, young fellow — let's see if you can curl my hair — bring the 

tongs [Paddy runs and brings down the fire-tongs.] Pshaw! get 

along — let's see if you can brush a coat — make haste, sir! 

[ Very angrily. 

Paddy. Yes, sir. 

[Unties his bundle, and takes out a brush and a currycomb — begins 
brushing Marrowfat very hard, whistling as if rubbing dvwn a 
horse. 

Mar. Holloa! what are you about, sir? 

Paddy. Why, sir, you said you wanted to be brushed ? 

Mar, Yes : but I don't want to be groomed. Do you take me for 
a horse ? You'll find a brush in that table drawer. [Paddy goes to 
table r, h. and in opening the drawer, throws down a large vase of 
flowers.] Holloa! 

Paddy. Whist! be aisy. You know you don't mind it—of the 
two you rather like it — so say no more about it — there ! 

[Seizes and shakes his Jiand. 

Mar, [Aside.] Ha, ha ! it's perfectly delicious. Now, Paddy, brush 
away ! 

Paddy. Yes, sir. [Begins brushing the Alderman very hard. 

Mar. Xot so hard [Paddy brushes very softly.] Harder! [Hi 

seizes hold of the tail of Marrowfat's coat, and begins brushing very 
violently — pulling Marrowfat after him.] Zounds, leave off—— —Pushes 
Paddy away, who falls into arm chair, upon Marrowfat's hat. Aside.] 
Hang me if I thought he'd have stood it so long. I see I must have 
recourse to more violent measures still. Where's my hat ? 

Paddy. I'd not be at all surprised if I was sitting on it ! 

[Takes hat from under him, crushed flat. 

Mar. Come here, you Irish vagabond ! 

Paddy. Irish vagabond— blood and ouns, but that's an ugly word. 

Mar. [Aside.] Ha, ha! I'm getting the baronet's blood up at last, 
*m I ? Y«f , take that, §ir. [ Pulls his ear 



TIIE IRISH TIGER. ll 

Paddy. Murther! By the blood of the Ryans, ye'd better not be 
after doing that again. 

Mar. How, sir ? [Pulls Ms ear again.} 

Paddy. [He very quietly moves his stick up and down before Marrow 
fat's face.] Perhaps you'll allow me to call your attention to this 
trifling article. Id be sorry to give your respectable old noddle * 
taste of it ! 

Mar. Impudent rascal. I'll kick you out of the house. 

Paddy. Kick ! is it kick you said. Ha, ha ! that's enough. To the 
devil I pitch my manners. Come on, you old thief of the world, 
Whirroo. 

[Gives Marrowfat a punch in his stomach then follows him round the 
Stage, skipping round him, and flourishing his stick over his head. 

Mar. Halloa — that'll do — be quiet 1 

Enter Julia and Nancy, l. h. 

Jul. <t Nan. What's the matter I 

Mar. Nothing — nothing! 

Paddy. [Seeing Julia and Nancy looking at him, whispering, dec. 
Aside.] I see — I've produced my usual effect. The poor creature* 
can't take their eyes off me. I've fascinated them. 

[ Winking aside at Julia, who indignantly turns away. 

Mar. [Aside.] So, so, my good Sir Charles Lavender, I see bully- 
ing won't do. I must try another plan. I'll overwhelm you with 
civility and politeness. Mr. Patrick Ryan 

Paddy. [Aside.] Mister Patrick Ryan ! now them's manners. 

Mar. Mr. Patrick Ryan, I hope your noble, generous nature will 
accept my humble apology. [Bows low. 

Paddy. Och say no more: make yourself comfortable, I forgive 
you. y [Slaps him on the shoulder. 

Mar. Generous creature ! 

Paddy. [Aside.] I believe the old blackguard is laughing at me 
now. 

Mar. I am very sorry I hurt your feelings. 

Paddy. Never mind my feelings — how is yours ? 

[Putting his hand on Marrowfat's stomach. 

Mar. This is my daughter Julia. [Presenting her.] Miss Julia 
Marrowfat, Sir Charles Lav — I me&n, Mr. Patrick Ryan — Mr. Patrick 
Ryan, Miss Julia Marrowfat. 

Paddy. [Aside.] What the devil does he mean by Sir Charles! I 
hope, miss, you will not be offended with a poor Irish boy, who 
can't help telling you, that you are as fresh and as fair as a morning 
in May. 

Mar. Exquisite idea ! [Aside] Well, Julia, how do you like your 
masquerading lover, eh ? 

Jul. Not at all, papa. He is not near so good-looking as I hoped 
— I mean, as I expected he would be, 

Mar. Pshaw — nonsense ! Say something to him. 

Jal. [Hesitatingly.] Vm sure— I hope— we sh'ill be good friend^ 
gir Charles — I mean Mr. Patrick Ryan, [Curttie& 



12 THE IRISH TIGER, 

Paddy. [Aside."] Sir Charles again! Perhaps I am a gentleman, and 
don't know it. By the powers, Miss, I'd go through fire and water 
to serve you. "Would you be kind enough to leave off bobbing up 
and down in that way, if you please. 

To Julia, who has kept up her curtseying. 

Jul. [After a long look at Paddy.] No — I am sure I never could 
marry him, though he is a baronet ; so I'll run to my room, and write 
to Uncle Bilberry directly. [Is running off l. h. stops at door, ana 
makes Paddy a low curtsey. Come Nancy. [Exi l d* 

Fan. Yes, miss. 

[Running after Julia, stop at door and makes Paddy a low curtsey. 
Exit L. D. 

Mar. [To Paddy, who is scratching his head in astonishment.'] Now, 
Mr. Ryan, since you honor me so far as to wish to enter my service, 
consider yourself engaged : and as for your wages, perhaps you will 
leave it to me. 

Paddy. If it's no odds to you, sir, I'd rather you leave it to me. 

Mar. Then suppose we say [Aside.] I'll give him a hint as 

to Julia's fortune suppose we say six hundred a year t 

Paddy. Six hundred what ? 

Mar. Pounds, of course. 

Paddy. Pounds ! [Suddenly.] Och, murder ! Paddy Ryan, bad luck 
to you, Paddy Ryan, you have been at your blunders again. You've 
come to the wrong house — you have got into a lunatic asylum. [To 
Marrowfat, who moves towards him,] Keep where you are — there, 
there [Moving his hands at Marrowfat, as if pacifying him] — be quiet • 
I won't hurt you, you poor unfortunate crazy old soul 1 Don't come 
near me, or I'll have your head shaved! 

Mar. [Aside.] Ha, ha — egad, he keeps it up. Anything rather 
than confess. Here — here's part of your wages in advance. 

[Throws him a large purse. 

Paddy. A big purse full of money ! Och, what'll I do — what'll 1 
do ? [Half crying and half laughing.] The blessings of all the Ryans, 
male and female, increase and multiply on your venerable wig. 
[Hitting him on the head s and making the powder fly out.] Ha, ha. 

Enter John, c. 

John. Please, sir, dinner's ready. [Exit L d. 

Enter Guests, l. h. 

Paddy. The dinner ready ? That's right : then I'll be able to do 
something for the big purse of money you have given me. Ye shall 
Bee how I'll wait on the ladies and gentlemen. 

Mar. [Aside to Guests, and pointing to Paddy.] There's Sir Charles. 
Only look at him — would anybody take him to be a baronet $ isn't 
the disguise perfect? Now remember my instructions. Let us over- 
whelm him with civility. My good friends and neighbors, allow mo 
the honor of presenting to you Mr. Patrick Ryan, the cream of Irish 
tigers, who has, in the handsomest manner, condescended to accept 
that humble fit lation in my establishment 



THE IRISH TIGER. 13 

Paddy, [Nudging him.] You funny devil, you. Ladiea and gentle- 
men, I'll be proud to wait upon you. 

Mar, You wait upon us! Not you, indeed. 
All, No, no [The Guests bow to Paddy.] 

Enter John, l. d. 

Mar. John, tell Miss Julia dinner's ready, and place a chair on my 
right for Mr. Ryan. 

Paddy, Ah, now, be aisy : if you don't know what manners is, 1 
does. 

Mar, Zounds, sir— are you my servant, or are you not ! 

Paddy. Of course I am. 

Mar. Then do as I order you : and our first toast after dinner shall 
be the health and happiness of Sir Charles Lavender : of course you 
will drink that. 

Paddy, Of course I will: 111 drink that or anything else. Only 
give me liquor enough, and it'll be no fault of mine if there isn't 

plenty of health and happiness, too, for Sir Charles Lav What's 

the gentleman's name ? 

Mar, Ha, ha — that's capital. Now, then, to dinner. Offer your 
arm to one of the ladies. 

Paddy. Oh, now, be quiet, do. 

Mar. Zounds, sir will you obey my orders'? 

Paddy. [The Ladies advance to him curtseying.] Oh, now, don't be 
quarrelling about me — I will take you out one at a time. Here, 
ma'am— you with the big yellow cap, come along — [Takes a Ladt, 

and is leading Jier off — the gate bell heard.'] Coming [Is- coming 

back y recollects himself \ and runs into room c. Guests follow.] 

Enter John, r. d. 

John, Please, sir, here is another young Paddy come about the 
situation. 

Mar. Pshaw — tell him I am suited. 

Paddy, [At the head of table c. room.] Yes, John — tell him we are 
both suited. [Marrowfat enters c room, and closes c. d. after him 

Enter Sir Charles Lavender, r. d. in a groom 1 s dress, 

John. "Well, hang your impudence — don't I tell you master's got a 
tiger ? An Irish tiger. You had better be off, or hang me if I won't 
have your Irish carcase drawn through the horse-pond. 

Sir C, Such language to me, sirrah 

John. [Imitating.] Such language tc me, sirrah — ha, ha — well said, 
Paddy. 

Sir C. [Aside.] Zounds, I'm forgetting my assumed character. 
[Aside. Assuming the brogue.] I am a poor Irish boy out of place 
with a twelvemonth's character ; and I'd be sorry to go away with- 
out seeing the master. 

John. Well, as you like : I have delivered my message, and if yon 
find yourself ehueked out ci window, don't blame me — so your sir- 
rant, Maste* Paddy. [Exit r. i>. 



14 THE IRISH TIGER. 

Sir C. Confusion ! Was there ever anything so unfortunate ? To 
find myself defeated just at the moment when I thought my plan al- 
most certain of success. Now if my good genius would only throw 
my successful competitor for the Irish tigership in my way, I might 
bribe him to leave the house. At any rate, here I am in it, and out 
of it I will not go till I have seen Miss Marrowfat, and convinced my- 
self whether our projected union is likely to be productive of happi- 
ness. It is for her sake as well as my own that I have determined 
on this step, and though I may perhaps be laughed at for its romance, 
few I think would condemn the object for which it was undertaken. 
Who have we here ? [Pretends to busy himself with the furniture. 
Julia peeps in at l. door, then advances cautiously with a letter in ha 
hand. ] What a charming creature ! 

Jul. Here's my letter to Uncle Bilberry. I am sure he will come 
to my assistance, and help me to break off this odious marriage — but 
how shall I get it conveyed to him ? 

Sir C. [Aside.] It must be the Alderman's daughter! Report haa 
not exaggerated her beauty, at all events ; and if she is as good aa 
she is fair, why the sooner Lavender Park welcomes its mistress the 
better. Ahem — [Knocks down a chair. 

Jul. [Seeing him.'] A servant ! I suppose he belongs to one oi 
papa's friends. [Looking at her letter.] I have half a mind to — I 

will: young man [Sir Charles hastens to her side.] — not so near, 

sir. Do you think your master could spare you to run on an errand 
for me ? 

Sir O. [Eagerly.] I'd fly to the end of the world to serve you. 

Jul. Sir! 

Sir C. I mean — [Aside.] Confound the brogue ; I'm always for- 
getting it. [Aloud, and assuming the brogue.] I mean, so please you, 
ma'am, I've no master at all, worse luck to me. I came here after 
the situation, but I find that one of my countrymen has been here 
before me. 

Jul. [Aside.] Poor young man: he takes it (piifce to heart. Don't 
despair, young man. I don't think that Sir Ch — I mean, your 
countryman, as you call him, will keep the situation long. In the 
first place, I hate him ! 

Sir C. [Aside.] Now why should she hate the young man? Why 
should she trouble her head at all about the yonng man ? 

Jul. And if you will render me a service, perhaps I 6hall be able 
to do you one in return. 

Sir C. Speak: anything that is in the power of man to accomplish 
—[Recollects himself] — I mean, anything that a poor simple Irish 
boy can do for your beautiful ladyship — [Aside :] Damn tbe brogue! 

Jul. Well, then — But first of all, as this is a great secret, you must 
take care and not drop a hint to anybody about it. 

Sir C. Except your worthy father — I mean, except the ould mas- 
ter. 

Jul. On the contrary, papa must be the very last person to $uspe<fc 
4 lything. 

Sir C. [Asidf.] So. so — a dutiful daughter! 



THE IRISH TIuER. 15 

Jul. Now, listen : this letter I wish you to deliver immediately, as 
it's addressed. I s appose you can read? 

Sir C. Read ? ha, ha I Why I rather flatter myself — is it read you 
said ? I'm sure I don't know — I never tried. 

Jul. Then I'll read the address for you, and be sure you remember 
it. [Reads.] '* Benjamin Bilberry, Esquire, Bilberry Lodge, Fulham." 

Sir C. [Aside.'] Now who the devil is Benjamin Bilberry, of Bil- 
berry Lodge, Fulham ? 

Jul. Run with it directly — don't lose a moment. My happiness 
for life depends upon it. 

Sir C. [Aside.] Her happiness for life. Oh, it's a clear case Bil- 
berry's my rival. She loves Benjamin — Benjamin loves her. Ill cut 
Benjamin's throat! 

Jul. "Well, why don't you go ? 

Sir C. Why don't I go? ha, ha ! No, madam, Til not be the means 
of carrying on a love intrigue, unknown to your worthy father. 
[Aside.] Bilberry dies! 

Jul. A love intrigue ? you forget your station, sir. But let me tell 
you that there is nothing in the world should tempt me to deceive 
my father. No— rather than that, I would even consent to marry 
that most odious of all creatures, Sir Charles Lavender himself. 

Sir C. [Aside.] Thats complimentary. Sir Charles Lavender? 

Jul. Yes, sir. I hate him — I abominate him — and this letter, 
which you have refused to deliver for me, would have been the means 
of preventing a marriage, I am sure — will break — my heart — oh, oh! 

[Exit r. d. crying. 

Sir C. Well, all things considered, it strikes me I might just as 
well have remained in Lincolnshire. And it is for this, that I, Sir 
Charles Lavender, have condescended to disguise myself as an ignoble 
groom ? Is it for this that I've smuggled myself under false colors, 
and at a risk of being a laughing stock to all my acquaintances, into 
the presence of Lady Lavender, that was to be, to hear from her own 
lips that she hates me — abominates me. That was the word — abomi- 
nates me. And why ? because she loves another — and that other a 
mulberry — I mean a Bilberry. The best thing I can do is to beat a 
retreat. Luckily I've brought a change of dress with me, so that 1 
can appear again in propria personam, shake old Marrowfat by the 
hand, resign my pretensions to his daughter in favor of Mr. Black- 
berry — I mean, Bilberry — and inwardly forswear masquerading in 
any shape for the rest of my life. [Going, sees Paddy, who enters c. n. 
Loud laugh within, a] Heyday! oh, this, I suppose, is the fortunate 
Irish tiger, who, luckily for me, has been the means of preventing 
my making a greater ass of myself than I have already. 

[Retires. Paddy slightly intoxicated, advances slotoly. 

Paddy. I don't exactly know how the end of this will turn out, 
but I've no hesitation in saying that the beginning is sufficiently 
agreeable. In short, at this present moment, I take the earliest op- 
portunity of stating publicly that I'm at peace with all mankind; 
and V ) prove it, I'll knock anybody down who says I'm not. Six 
hundred pounds a y sar — a purse full of money — a skin full of claret— 



16 THE. IRISH TIGER. 

ha, ha ! People may talk about being born with silver spoons in theil 
mouths, by my soul, mine must have been a ladle 1 

Enter Nancy r. d. and go6s to a D. 

Nan, Sir — sir — * 

Enter Marrowfat, a n. 

Mar. Well? 

Nan. Mr. Transfer, the lawyer, *s come, sir. 

Mar. That's right: have you shown him- into the library? 

Nan. Yes, sir. 

Mar. Has he brought the marriage contract with: him ? 

Nan. [Rubbing her hand.] Oh, yes, sir. 

Sir C. [Behind — aside.] What's that? Marriage contract? 

Mar. [Aside — and looking at Paddy.] I think we've roasted pool 
Sir Charles pretty well, already: but I've another little plot to play 
off against him yet [To Paddy.] Now, will you do me the honor to 
accompany me to the library ? 

Paddy. It's not much use my going there, sir; the devil a bit can 
I read. 

Mar. No — but the lawyer is waiting. He musn't lose his time. 

Paddy. No fear of that. I never heard of a lawyer losing anything 
yet. 

Mar. In a word, what do you think of my daughter Julia ? Pretty 
girl, eh ? [Nudges him. 

Paddy. Tou may say that. [Nudges him. 

Mar. She's generally thought like me. 

Paddy. By my soul, it must be a mighty handsome likeness, then. 

Mar. Then, since you like her, you'd better take her. 

Paddy. Take her ! where'll I take her to ? 

Mar. Why to church. Ha, ha I Yes — she's yours. 

Paddy. Mine ! Och murder! hold your silly old tongue do — don't 
trifle with my feelings. Pd advise you not — they're Irish. Oh, I see 
how it is : you've been drinking. You're in a deplorable state of 
intoxication. Fie, for shame of yourself, you poor tipsey old man, 
you. 

Mar. Ha, ha ! I tell you I'm serious. I had intended Julia should 
marry Sir Charles Lavender 

Sir. C. [Aside.] So so! 

Mar. But the moment I saw you, I altered my mind. [Paddy i$ 
about to expostulate.] Not a word— I'm resolved, so hey for the lawyer, 
and the marriage contract. [Going.] Now, my young baronet, I think 
that's a settler for you — ha, ha I [Exit l. d. 

Sir C. [Buttoning up his coat.] Now, then, to settle matters with 
you, my young friend. 

[Looks threatingly at Paddy, and about to go towards him. 

Nan. [Holding dm.] Take care what you're about, young man, 
He's not what he seems to be : he's is a baronet in disguise. 

[Exit l. n 

Sir C. [Aside.] A baronet in disguise ? can it be possible that an- 



THE IRISH TIGER. IT 

other can have imagined the same project as myself? But I'll soon 
cnravel the mystery. 

Faddy. [Quite bothered.] It must be a dream. It's my private 
opinion that I'm fast asleep and snoring. 

Sir C. Sir [Advancing close to him* 

Paddy, Coming. [Turns round and comes face to face. Aside.] Oh, I 
suppose this is the poor devil as wanted the situation. I'm sorry for 
you, brother Paddy; you are a trifle too late: but, never mind that 
—better luck another time. [Pats Sir C. familiarly on the back. 

Sir C. Pshaw I Sir, it's useless to attempt to deceive me. [ With 
great emphasis.'] I know who you are. 

Paddy. So do L So I'm as just as clever as you. I'm Paddy 
Ryan. 

Sir C. You're no such thing, sir. t 

Paddy. Of course you know best. But who the devil am I? 

Sir C. I tell you again, sir, that this pleasantry is ill-timed. In a 
word, sir — we are rivals. Now, do you understand me ? 

Paddy. Of course, I do. [Aside.] He thinks I am courtiiig Nancy 
Make yourself aisy — I give the young woman up — there, take her, 
and my blessing into the bargain. [Lays his hand on Sir C.'s head. 

Sir C. Give the young woman up ? Zounds, sir, is this the way you 
dare to speak of Miss Marrowfat? 

Paddy, Miss Marrowfat— the master's daughter • ■ s 

Sir C. It seems, by some extraordinary chance, that you and I 
have hit upon the same idea, but I beg to inform you, that I not 
only love Mis3 Marrowfat, but that her father had actually accepted 
me for a son-in-law. 

Paddy. Then it is quite clear that the old gentleman has a mighty 
strong partiality for livery servants. Suppose we toss up ? 

Sir C. I see you are determined to carry on this unworthy jest to 
the utmost But it shan't avail you, sir. No: there is but one 
course for us to pursue — we are equal in rank. 

Paddy. I don't know that. What's your wages? 

Sir 0. Pshaw I At any rate, we both move in the same station. 

Paddy. Oh, yes : we both wear the same uniform. 

Sir C. [Aside.] An officer! so much the better. Then there is 
only one thing to be done. 

Paddy. Then let us do it at once, and have done with it What 
is it? 

Sir O. What is it ? Why we must fight, sir. 

Paddy. Fight I Is it fight? I'm agreeable. Why the devi2 
didn't you say so at once ? [ Takes off his coat] Now for it — come 
on — ha, ha — ould Ireland for ever I 
[Squaring and skipping round him. Sir Charles looks at him astonished. 

Enter Marrowfat, l. r>. 

Mot. Halloa ! [Buns and seizes Padoy. 

Paddy. [Struggling.] Let go your grip: it's only a fight You 
wouldn't have me disgrace my family. 

Ma? [Seriously.] Haven't you disgraced it quite enough already, 



18 THE IRISH TIGER. 

sir ? [To Sir G] As for you, you impertinent young scoundrel, get 

out of my house ! 

Sir C. Excuse me, sir, I shall not stir from here till I have seen 
your charming daughter. 

Mar. My charming daughter? Ha, ha! [-4sicfc.] Damn his im- 
pudence ! 

Bilberry. [ Without.'] Come along, Julia : don't be afraid— I'll soon 
settle this matter. ^ 

Paddy. [Listening, and giving a long whistle."] Och, bad luck to 
me — may I never taste whiskey again, if that isn't my old master's 
voice. 

Enter Bilberry, Julia and Nancy, r. d. 

[Sees Bilberry.'] Och, murder ! it's ould Bilberry, the sugar-baker. 
[Cocks his hat very much over his face, and trying to avoid Bil- 
berry's eye. 

Bil. Marrowfat, I have only two words to say — dare say you won't 
iike 'em—- don't care if you don't, but Julia shan't marry Sir Charles 
Lavender. If ever I give my consent, my name's not Bilberry. 

Sir C. [Aside.] Oh, this is Bilberry, eh? [Aloud, and crossing to 
Bilberry.] Sir, that you should refuse you consent to Sir Charles 
Lavender's marrying this young lady is very natural, although quite 
unnecessary ; for as Sir Charles is perfectly aware of the state of 
Miss Marrowfat's feelings, he at once withdraws his attentions ; there 
— [Put ting Julia's hand into Bilberry's.] — take her and be happy I 

Bil. The fellow's mad ! 

Jul. Marry uncle Bilberry I 

Sir C. Uncle — uncle ! 

Mar. [To Sir Charles.] And pray, young fellow, who authorises 
you to say that Sir Charles resigns my daughter's hand ? Here, Sir 
Charles — where 's Sir Charles ? 

Bil. Jul. & 2s an. Yes; where is Sir Charles? 

[ Turns, and sees Paddy, who is endeavoriug to escape. 

Mar. Oh, there he is — come back. 

Sir C. Oh, that is Sir Charles, is it? [Brings Paddy bach] Per- 
mit me the honor [Hands Paddy forward, and takes off his hat. 

Bil. Sir Charles Lav — [Looks at Paddy, tlien recognises him.] Eh? 
it's that damned Paddy of mine I 

[ Makes a rush at him ; Paddy escapes behind Tsxscr. 

Mar. [To. Bil.] Your Paddy ? Then he's no baronet after all! 

Paddy. A baronet ? Me, Sir Paddy Ryan — ha, ha ! What the 
devil put that into your poor old noddle ? 

Sir. C. I am afraid that I am answerable to my father's old friend 
for this mistake. [Takes Marrowfat 3 hand. 

Mar. Sir Charles Lavender! 

Sir. C. Yes, sir : and with this lady's consent — [Takes Julia's hand] 
— her most affectionate husband, and your most dutiful son-in-law. 

Mar. Tak8 her, Sir Charles, take her ; and my blessing in the bar 
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Bil. I am not much of a hand at giving a blessing, so perhapt you 
will take ten thousand pounds instead. 

Mar. "Well, a pretty considerable ass I have made of myself. 

Paddy. You may say that, sir. 

Mar. [To Paddy.] Come here, sir. I'll trouble you for that said 
big purse I gave you. 

Padly. The purse ? Oh, you shall have the purse : I only want 
what is in it. [About to take the money out» 

Nancy. [To Marrowfat.] Suppose I take care of it, sir? 

Paddy. Do, darling. [Gives her the purse.'] We'll get married, and 
share it together. You shall have the purse, and I'll have the 
money, and I hope that will be the only division betwixt us. 

3Iar. You don't expect you are going to remain in this house, do 
you? 

Paddy. Indeed, but I do ; for, somehow or other — [To Audience.] 
— I feel quite at home in this house ; and no wonder either, for when 
I came here from my last place, you kindly welcomed me, and that 
is why I now make bold to express a hope that the same indulgent 
masters and mistresses will not refuse to speak a gcod word in f&vof 
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44 Two Bonny castles 

45 Born to Good Luck 

46 Kiss in the Dark [ jure'r 

47 'T would ^uzzle a Con- 

48 Kill or C u re 

VOL. VII. 

49 Box and Cox Married and 
60 St. Cupid i Settled 
51 Po-ro-bed Tom 

62 The Lawyers 

63 Jack SheppardTT 

64 The Toodles ' 

65 The Mobcap ' 

66 Ladies Beware 



VOL. XITI, ' 

97 My Wife's Mirror 

98 Life in New York 

99 Middy Ashore 

100 Crown Prince , 

101 Two Queens 

102 Thumping Legacv 

103 Unfinished Gentleman 

104 House Dog 

VOL, XIV. 

105 The Demon Lover 
,10b Matrimony 
[107 in and Out or Place 
168 J Dine with Mj Mother 
139 Hi-a-wa-tha 



[ties 



167 Take Care 
158 Irish Widow 

VOL. XXII. 

169 Yankee P e 

170 Hiram Hireout 

171 Doutle-Bedded Room 

172 The Drama Defeoded 

173 Vermont Wool Dealer 
17* Ebenezer Venture [ter 



223 The Lady of the Llont 

229 The Rights of Man 

230 My Husband's Ghost 

231 Two Can Play at thai 

Game 

232 Fighting by Proxy 
VOL. XXX. 

233 Unprotected Female 

234 Pet of the Petticoat? 

235 Fjrty and Fifty [book 

236 Who Stole the Pocket- 
2-*» My Son Diana [sion 

~~ Unwarrantable I n t r u- 



of Littlel239Mr. and Mrs. W 
( Charley{240 A Quiet Family 
VOL. XXXI. 

241 Cool a-? Cucumber 

242 Sudden Thoughts 

243 Jumbo Jum 

244 A Blighted Beiuj 

245 Little Toddlekins 

246 A Lover by Proxy fPail 



175 Principles-*rom Charac-i247 Maid with the Milking 
175 Lady of the Lake (Travi 1248 Perplexing Predicamem 
■^OL.' XXIII, 



177 Mad Dcps 
178Barnevthe Baron 

179 Swiss Swains 

180 Bachelor's Bedroom 
131 A Kuland for an Oliver 



VOL. XXXII. ~ 

249 Dr. Dilworth , 

250 Out to Nurso 

251 A Luckv Hit 

252 The Dowager 

253 Metamora (Burlesque) 



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182 More Blunder* than One| 2 54 Dreams of Delusion 



183 Dumb Belle 



112 Romance under Difficul- l8i Limer i<* Boy 

VOL. XXIV. 
185 Nature and Philosophy 



VOL. VIII. 

57 Morning Call 

58 Pop pmg the Question 

59 Deaf as a Post 

60 New Footman 

61 Pleasant Neighbor 

62 Paddy the Piper 

63 Brian O" Linn 

64 Irish Assurance 

VOL. IX. 

65 Temptation 

66 Pad'jy Carey 

67 Two Gregoiiej 

68 King Charming 

69 Po-ca-bon 

70 Clockraaker's Hat 

71 Married Rake 

72 Love and Marder 

XXXVII. 
be World* a Stage 
c, f.r , ."ger Practice 
491 Turs 

> of SuTIherp 
TM Angelof t!i* Attic 

ea alter Cues 

ti6 A Supper in Dixie 



VOL. XV. 

113 One Coat for 2 Suits 

114 A Decided Case 

115 Daughter [nority 

116 No ; or, the Glorious Mi- 

117 Coroner' 8 Inquisition 

118 Love in Humble 

119 Family Jars 
12.0 Personation 

VOL. XVI. 

121 Children in the Wood 

122 Winning a Husbaud 

123 Day af'erthe Fair 

124 Make Your V ilia 

125 Rendezvous 

126 My Wife's Husband 

127 Monsieur Tonson 

128 Illustrious Stranger 
VOL. XVII 

129 Mischief-Making [Mines 

130 A Live Woman in the 

131 The Corsair 
!32Shy]ock ' 

133 Spoiled Child 

134 Evil Eye 

135 Nothing to Nurse 

136 Wanted a Widow 

VOL. XVIIL 

137 Lottery Ticket 

138 Fortune's Frolic 

139 Is he Jealous i 
1*0 Married iiacheior 
141 Husoand at Sight 
147. -irishman in Londofi 

1143 Animal Magnetism 
144 Highways and By- Ways 
VOL. XXXVIII. 

1^297 lei en Pane Fraurais 
208 Who K>U f .-d Cock I 
25*! D claiation cf ladeperuifln&e 
- a» or Tails 
•?.',. Obstina:eFkmj»7 
\ma Mv Aunt 
303 That Rasraj Pat 
►304 P<. a. Pados «e Bazas 



186 Teddy the Tiler 

187 Spectre Bridgroom 
1 S8 Matteo Falcone 

189 Jena v Lind w*# 

190 Two Buzzards 

191 Happv Man 
182 Betsy Baker 

VOL. XXV. 

193 No. 1 Round the Corner 

194 Teddy Roe 

195 Object of Interest 

196 My Fellow Clerk 

197 Bengal Tiger 

198 Laughing Hvena 

199 The Victor Vanquished 

200 Our Wife 
VOL. XXVI. 

201 My Hur hand's Mirror 

202 Yankee Land. 

203 Norah Creina 
2C4 Good for Nothing 

205 The First Night 

206 The Eton Boy 

207 Wandering Minstrel 

208 Wanted, 1000 Milliners 



255 The Shas tr Lovers 
1256 Ticklish Times 

VOL. XXXIII. 

257 20 Minutes withaTigefr 

258 Miralda: or, the Justice 
of Tacon 

259 A Soldiers Courtship 

260 Servants by Legacy 

261 Dying for Love 

262 Alarming Sacrifice 

263 Valet deSh.-m 

264 Nicholas Nickleby 

VOL. XXXIV. 

265 The Last of the Pigtails 

266 King Rene'd Daughter 

267 The Grotto Nymph 

268 A Devilish Good Joke 

269 A Twice Told Tale 

270 Pas de Fascination 

271 Revolutionary Soldier 

272 A Man Without a Head 
VOL. XXXV. 

|273 The Olio, Parti 
274 The Olio, Par. 2 
(275 The Olio, Part , 
(276 The Trumpeter* a Davgh- 
(277 Seeing Warren 
r278 Green Mountain Boy 
' 279 That Note 
1280 Tom Noddy's Secret 






VOL. XXXVI. 



VOL. XXVII. 
20& Poor Pilcoddy 

210 The Mummy [Glasses! 231 Shocking Events 

211 Don't Forgetyour Opera 282 A Regular Fix 

212 Love in Livery 283 Dick Turrin 

213 Anthcnv and Cleopatra (284 Young Sca^v 

214 Trying "it < >n. 285 Young Acl/ess 

215 Stage Struck Yankee !286 Call at No. 1--7 

216 Young Wife & Old Urn- 287 One Touch of Nature. , 
br»'W { '288 Two B" toys 



VOL. XXIX.. '[ture 
3C5Too r,cd N'a- 

S07 Jack's the Lnd 

■AboatKothlne 

Hazard 

[Ac. 
SlULiii you ev.rsiTid your, 



313 Aolrishrnan'b Wai/t-\ivv) f 

314 Con 

315 'Tis the Darkest Hour be- I 
116 Mr^quemde Ifon' Dawn I 
SI 7 Crowding: the Svascn i 
318 Good Nicht'sl 

n with the Carpetl 
320 Terrible Tinker 



